donovan - the trip lyrics
we was a-d-d-d-drivin’ d-downtown l.a.,
about a-midnight hour
and it almost b-b-blew my mind,
i got caught in a coloured shower.
all those lights were t-t-twinkling on sunset,
i saw a sign in the sky
it said, “t-t-t-trip a t-trip, i trip, trip,”
i couldn’t keep up up if i tried.
ah, we stepped down to reality company
to get some instant sleep
and the driver turned, i said, “welcome back”
he smiled and he said, “beep beep”.
what goes on? chick-a-chick.
what goes on? i really wanna know.
what goes on all around me,
what goes on? i really wanna know.
when in should come-a my dream woman,
she got sequins in her hair,
like she stepped out off of a fellini film,
she sat in a white straw chair
but i thought i’d take a second look
just to see what i could see
and my scene had popped out like a bubble does,
there was n-body there but me.
i said, “girl, you drank a lot of drink-me,
but you ain’t in a wonderland
you know i might-a be there to greet you, child,
when your trippin’ ship touches sand.”
what goes on? chick-a-chick.
what goes on? i really wanna know.
what goes on? chick-a-chick.
what goes on? i really wanna know.
a silver goblet of wine is-a to be
held in a bejewelled glove
and her knights they toast the tournament,
the falcons they fly above.
and the queen will a drink of the dew tonight
but the jester she cries alone,
because merlin he spoke of an instant spell
to make the devil’s white knights moan
and-a all in all, the seagull said,
“as i look to where i’ve been,
the whole wide human race
has a-taken far too much methedrine”.
what goes on? chick-a-chick.
what goes on? i really wanna know.
what goes on? so near
what goes on? i really wanna know.
yeah well, come on.
we sat in a velvet jewel case
with sparkles everywhere,
and julian he sat on a diamond ring
and-a talked of the days gone by.
we spoke of a common kaleidoscope
and the pros and the cons of zen
and he spoke and-a said for a piece of cake
he really did have a yen.
bobby dylan he sat “the mad hatter”,
a broken hour gl-ss in his hand,
and-a joannie sat in a white lace
looking cool with a black lace fan.
what goes on? chick-a-chick.
what goes on? i really wanna know.
what goes on? yes please tell me.
what goes on? i really wanna know
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